Spaces

Spaces,

They creep into the fray,

And further,

We keep drifting away.

Harder,

We seem to try everyday

But life,

It just seems to have its way

Strangers we seem,

And maybe we are,

Still close to the heart,

Though, we are so far.

But then I realise

I can’t help it anymore

That I won’t give up

But Ill have to let go

The voids will remain,

Maybe we won’t let them show,

The pain will subside,

Even if it’s, slow.

As close as we were

All the times that we spent

Seem a little insignificant

For, it’s quite evident……..

What it means to u now

And how quickly things change

Time is so strange……….

It ticks away the day

That makes me go away.

I'd rather u remain a fading smile

Than the teardrop from my eye

Though I don’t seem to give up

To let go ill try.

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"When you lose your head, more often than not, you lose a lot more"

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"My thoughts are mine, you cant steal them and even if you do, they'll never be yours"

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The ambulance driver

There's a little white van, with a little red light,

and a man who stands tall in the darkest hour of the night…

Yet, he’s always out of mind, though never out of sight...

Little man, steering that all important wheel,

it's hard to tell how u must feel,

when your pulse is racing and speed doesn’t thrill,

racing between life and death, every day, every minute...

and when you get there how great you must feel…

I wonder whether what you go through is ever seen.

Are you ever thanked for being the ray of hope that most often yields?

Are you ever noticed, carrying the burden behind the scenes?

Sharing the pain in tough times, feeling what they feel,

unnoticed, anonymous, you’re a hero for real…

But all the helplessness when time doesn’t yield,

all the selfless, yet thankless, hours spent at the wheel,

all the sacrifice, it ends in a painful ordeal.

Shattered, but back for more, you’re a hero for real…

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"Successful men build firm foundations from the bricks others throw at them... "

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"Hate not a man for his past, Love not a man for his future"

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"Intelligent men are those who are smarter than most in their generation. But, geniuses are those who are smarter than most in the next"

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War

If you hadnt wanted divided skies,

There wouldn’t be rivers of blood

You’d overlooked the wall that divides,

There would be less of us in the mud.

If we had really understood “religion”,

The swords would lie in their scabbards

And if we were really brothers,

Like we claim to be,

We wouldn’t kill each other

for land, money and power…

I wouldn’t try to hoist my flag,

Where his mother had died and

He wouldn’t try to own the land,

Where, god was crucified…

Fake promises fall to the blade,

There’s only fanfaronade

I forget what god has said,

I kill them in the name of crusade..

What a hypocrite I am

But black never fades ..

I always have god and religion to blame ..

ha ha ha ha

A filthy man I am..

but i dont let it show,

a filthy man i am,

who cares even if anyone knows

who is to take me to the gallows?

when mine is the word that goes....

Who can awaken them?

With their destinies in my hand,

Sleeping with their eyes open

They think they rule the land....

Who can awaken them?

The puppets in my hand,

For, awake they are ,

But they don’t understand....

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Rain

Raindrops, they fall, clouds so high,
To fill with wetness everything dry,

falling, what appears alone, they wonder "why?"

re-united on the ground they realise....

There are some things they cant see, these eyes;

all alone and falling from the skies,

somethings are unknown for a while,

for they're, far beyond a mile,

though some answers seem hard to find,

they're revealed by the passing of time.....

Pure water droplets on a fresh green leaf,

the crisp sound of rain fills me with peace,

the moist cool breeze, it kisses my face;

the smell of the mud feels like natures embrace,

splashing in the mud as a little boy,

only the rain can bring this unparalelled joy....

But to bring me this joy the clouds do collide,

the lightning, it lashes,like a whip in the sky,

the thunder it roars like the rage of the heavens,

often goes unseen, the sacrifice,

happiness and love need fear and despice...

There are somethings they cant see these eyes,

all alone and falling from the skies,

somethings are unknown for a while,

till revealed by the passing of time....

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